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[CaptainWacky]

EVEYROBU YOLDU


THSI IS A CREATIVE THREAD

SO I HAVE OT CEREAT A WORK OF ART

SINCe' I'M NOT IN THE RIGHT HEADSPACE FOR A THING OF THE DYA

AND THE LAST THING OF THE WAS THE START OF A STORY I MEANT TO CONTINUE AND STILL WILL

OH NAD I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT THAT OTHER STORY WITH FELICIA ON THE SPACESHIP

SO DON#'T THINK I HAVE

NAYWYA


LIEK

WOW

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Mental Health Visit

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Mental Health Man: It's good to meet you, Billy.

(He smiles and extends a hand. Billy reaches forward with the wrong hand. He stops, start again, then finally pulls it back and reaches out with the correct hand. They shake for the briefest time possible. Billy, of course, does not smile.)

MHM: So I'm here today to assess your state of mind and see if I can't recommend any...

Billy: OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE.

(BIlly stands up. Suddenly he is raging.)

Billy: THERE IS NOT FUCKNG HELP FOR ME. NONE. FUCK. YOU THINK YOU'RE THE FUCKING FIRST? SO MANY OTHERS. DIFFERENT DEPERATMENTS. ANSWER THE SAME QUESTIONS AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AFUCKING AGAIN. DON'T YOU GET IT? THERE IS NOTHING. THERE'S NO HELP. I'M JUST NOT FUCKING RIGHt. THERE'S NOTHING IN ME FOR ANYONE TO RELATE TO. JUST DEAD NERUONS. NOTHING. BRAIN DIDN'T FUCKING GROW RIGHT. DON'T WASTE YOUR FUCKING TIME, WHATEVER YOU SUGGEST I'LL JUST SHRUG AND EVENTAULLY SAY NO OR IF I DO DO IT I'LL JUST COMPLETEY ZONE OUT AND IT'LL HAVE NO EFFECT ON ME ANYWAY AND WILL BE POINTLES. SO FUCK OFF. YOU CUNT. YOU FUCKING CUNT.

(Billy sits down again.)

MHM: Well...

Billy: FUCK.

MHM: You're hired!

#Billly: What?

MHM: This was a SECRET JOB INTERVIEW. You're new preisodent of a BANK.

Billy: WHO, ME!¬?

(WACKY MUSIC PLAYS.)

THE END

 

[Dr Dave]

For Billy to get fired after farting in the air conditioner turn to page 45.

For Billy to burn some money in the middle of the bank turn to page 66.

 

[CaptainWacky]

IF ONLY IT WERE THAT EASY

 

[Dr Dave]

Indeed.